A man is grunting in a high-tech basement gym. Benchpressing 375 lbs. Easily.
He's got electrodes strapped to his chest. A team of trainers + doctors, analyzing him like a prized racehorse.
His lactate threshold, his VO2Max, his lung capacity, are @ world-class levels
He trains 6 days a week, 8 hours a day, 50 weeks a year.
Every Sunday, the world watches him in breathless anticipation
He's shattering the hallowed records of his sport.
He has more money than he knows what to do with.
He can have any woman he wants
Every man would kill, to be him for a day.
Because of his biceps.
Strength.
He's got electrodes strapped to his chest. A team of trainers + doctors, analyzing him like a prized racehorse.
His lactate threshold, his VO2Max, his lung capacity, are @ world-class levels
He trains 6 days a week, 8 hours a day, 50 weeks a year.
Every Sunday, the world watches him in breathless anticipation
He's shattering the hallowed records of his sport.
He has more money than he knows what to do with.
He can have any woman he wants
Every man would kill, to be him for a day.
Because of his biceps.
Strength.
A woman is brushing her eyelashes in front of a vanity mirror.
Naked. With a smile on her face.
Her breasts, her legs, her face, her skin.
Her proportions are the stuff of Greek goddesses. Her silhouette is a synonym for sex.
The richest companies pay millions just to associate their product with her image.
Her breakfast menu, the car she drives, her body weight, are topics of tabloids worldwide
She's got the world @ her fingertips.
Just the thought of her incites lust in every man
She's the envy of every woman
Because of her body.
Attraction.
A man is talking into a cell phone at the top of a federal buildling. Forehead creased. The weight of the world's on his shoulders. Burly men in suits and earpieces, surround him. Nobody can get within a mile of him.
He's @ the peak of his career. He's about to take over an entire nation.
Ask his entourage…and they've all got political aspirations. The most powerful man in the free world!
He can move crowds with a wave. Millions, at his beck and call.
He's got more groupies than a popstar, clamoring for his touch, or gunning for his fall.
He's got the whole world reading his books, studying his ideas
Because of his brains.
Intelligence.
He's got it all
Strength.
Attraction.
Intelligence.
He's the King of the Universe
+ in a few minutes
He's about to give it all up.
And I, as I am lifted up from the earth, will attract everyone to me…
(John 12:32)
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